Lyric The Same Old You

Hey, I remember you back in 72
With your David Bowie hair and your platform shoes
You had a part-time job, selling fast food
But out on the street you was nobody s fool

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Baby way down deep it s the same old you
Way down deep you ain t hiding the truth
Just for a minute you had me confused
But baby way down deep it s the same old you

Well you can walk through the city on fire
You can try and turn away from the truth
Living life like a young politician
Sure of yourself and bullet-proof
But baby

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We could buy a 62 Cadillac
Put a Fender amplifier in the back
Drive straight to the heart of America
Turn up to ten, let that sucker blast

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